BBCAPONE, Wax - BHC Niggas lyrics

Ayyyye huh? BHC YEA
(BHC 283 aye aye) YEA YEA (BHC AYE) yeah

(Wax) pre-verse

Last nigga tried bro
(huh?) hit him right behind
His head (good lord)
Smoking on that fuck nigga (aye)
Now what kinda pack is this? (That it’s)
Bulletproof the whip
It don’t matter we gone blow the bitch
(boom boom) took off on that bitch
Yeah she thick but she can’t suck a dick
Spend it on the click you a trick
You spent it on a bitch (Good lord)
Spend on my wrist imma flex
Watch out for the drip (I swear)
Pull up on yo strip with that
Draco finna slide with this (Damn, Damn)
Free my bro they ain’t giving statements


We just wait and sit (BHC AYE)

I can’t lie I can tell you
Scared see it in yo eyes (Good lord)
Henny when I drive smoking
Drinking and pistol by-myside
Staking out by this nigga house
Incase he come outside
Wonder why all my niggas cray?
See it in they eye
Is you high? Bitch I’m rollin
Hard I can’t even lie (Good lord)
What you doing with that plug?
Do really go and buy? (No, aye)
Put a shooter on the roof just
Wait here if they slide
In the bush with a stick cause
The drum hard to hide (Boom)
Went in cheated on this bitch she
Found out in she cried (swear)
But the bitch can suck a duck
And she always need a ride (woo, woo)
I was always in them streets
You ain’t never come outside
And if you think you cut like
Me? You a mutha fuckin lie!
Walk pass trynna bump me you
Can mutha fuckin try (Bitch)
Trynna go where I been? you gone
Have to learn to fly
Trynna lurk where I’m at? You
Must really wanna die
She been calling me all day she
Must wanna hear a lie (aye damn)
Do he got some hi-tech? if
He do that’s my guy
Cause the purp ain’t the same I
Be cool with a line
If you owe me n ain’t pay me
I knock the shoes off yo guy (boom boom)
And the tool with stick let’s
Go catch a homicide (homicideee)
(Yea yea) let’s go catch a homicide
Throw the stick out the roof
(Let’s go catch a homicideeee)

Fuck all them niggas (aye, aye)
Cause, I’m down for my niggas (aye)
Imma ride for my niggas (aye)
Fuck all them niggas (BHC AYE)

Fuck all these niggas
Imma ride for my niggas (damn)
If you slide with them niggas
You gone die with them Nigga! (Boom boooooom)
Real G shit I"ll slap 5 outta nigga
On-site me a nigga, take a life from a nigga
Big old ass rifle I"ll snipe me a nigga
(Good lord) he ain’t hit the barbershop
Got a high-top fade
Niggas cuffin these hoes that’s lowkey jayys
Knock the chip off yo
Shoulder fuck Frito-Lays
Catch ‘‘em online and he talkin big shit
(bitch) catch ‘em out in traffic and
He scary asa bitch
Treat him like a vine, give him 30-shot clips
I be real-life really trynna Murda some shit
Scene full of shells like some
Baby turtles in shit (damn, Good lord)
Burn a pussy nigga! I ain’t
Talkin hurt when u piss
Like u play for greenbay put a G on yo head
(Bitch)
Like any fuckin time, Nigga any fuckin where
BHC is the Gang that I live by
(I swear I swear)
If you disrespect us it’s a must we slide
We gone sit and watch a nigga like
Days of are life
Then wave them bullets at you like
Hey Nigga By fuck that I’m jumpin out with
That K Nigga Die! (Aye damn)
Imma stand over Niggas like a
Slave when they lie! (Damn)
Knock a nigga fro off, Toupee for that guy
Make him take a couple shots
No Dusay for that guy (good lord)
(aye) No dusay for that guy he gon
He gon ride then that Nigga gon Hide
(You a bitch) aye No dusay for that guy
Niggas say they gone ride But they really gon
(BHC AYE) niggas hoes!
Who want war with a shotta? (Good lord)
Shot at yo momma! Bitch slap yo grandma!
(Bitch)
Niggas be Thirsty, Like who wants a fanta
Come in yo crib when you sleep like I’m santa
(santa)
(Aye) then slap the fuck out a yo bitch ass
(shut yo bitch ass up Nigga)
Then wish a Nigga would like baby drew said

Fuck all these Niggas
Imma ride for my Niggas
Imma die for my Niggas bHC Niggas (Aye)